XXXKinetavXXZel'anar
XXHP: 2000/2000
XX//XXEnergy: 3510/4100
XX//XXStrength: 12 (13 with Edge)
XX//XXSpeed: 13
XX//XXBloodline: Anima
XX//XXClass: Dark Avenger
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"Your life is not your own."
A drop of blood spattered onto the mask in his left hand before the brainless corpse began to fall his way, the light from the Paladin's eyes fading as well as the light from his soul; a swift boot to the head and a kick altered its course as it landed with a thud away from him. A small look of confusion came across his face as he stood there silently, nothing happening at all; it seemed that physical contact with the soul was necessary to draw information from it on a killing blow, yet he accepted this new-found truth with a happy kind of relief. The Voidsworn hated the thought of learning about any more information for the day, possibly even a few days...
Taking a deep breath and relaxing as silence came over the battlefield, a grin spread across the Anima's face as he turned around to face Lizzy. His first reaction to the sight was to tense up and prepare for a dodge, but the Kakurenbo had caught him off guard as she grasped...harmlessly for the mask in his hand. When she had a firm grip on it, he let go in a mix of unconscious and conscious willpower; he was not one to upset a female friend of his. As he put his arms up in the air as if surrendering, small strips of shadow seemed to fade from his gun.
"Calm down. As you can see, I'm not here to cause any harm...to you, at least."Kinetav looked around the battlefield before he looked at the ground with an intent visage on his face; neither smell nor sight of Krona was detected, just the same as with Krayth those months ago. As usual, his Voidsworn brethren confused and slightly annoyed him as the same questions he had for Krayth now flowed for Krona:
She couldn't have possibly evaporated that quickly...Was she as much of a wimp as to die to such a blow? Even upon death, some kind of trace would have been left. What is she up to?Yet there was the distinct smell of Liliana in the nation of Wormwood Swamp, the Anima jerking his head and narrowing his eyes in the direction of the capitol of Caer Benowyn. What was that tricky woman up to this time, coming along at the same time as she had sent her own person to gather such information for her?
A cracking sound was heard as a thin layer of metal over his gauntlets began to show signs of fracturing; bit by bit the material fell off as the twin blade disappeared into nothingness. Flipping over his hand twice to show that it was no threat to the Kakurenbo, Kinetav extended his hand to Lizzy with a matter of fact tone in his voice:
"Come and grasp my hand, Lizzy. We're returning to my nation first, seeing as how your leader is away from your home." ♦••••♦••••♦••••♦••••♦
•••• Dodges: 8/8
•••• Distance: 25/100
Nation: Devil's Eye DesertXXXXFaction: (Enter Faction)XXXXDeity: Void XX••••••••••••••••
Skills Used:
Skills in Use:
None
Cooldowns:
Shadow Weapon: 1/6
Shadow Manipulation: 1/5